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Post by ♪♫▬○♥• valiance •♥○▬♫♪ on Jan 4, 2019 15:08:07 GMT -5
OOC - Even if you don't have a character in RR, just make one up for this thread! Its okay to reply just once or twice, the point of this is to teach you a little about what it's like to be a scout in RR!
Scout Superior Limavady scratched his ear with his hind foot. Fleas riddled his pelt now that winter was drawing to a close, but he was used to the occasional itch. Sometimes it didn't even bother him. He cleared his throat, "Now, who can tell me which clan lays north of us?" It was, for most of these cadets, their first time leaving the tunnels. The turkish angora knew he'd have to keep a close eye on each of them to make sure they didn't get lost in the thick hemlock forest. Luckily there were a few other soldiers, like Mercenary Leviathan and Guider Lakota, there to help him out. They sat in a triangular formation with the cadets in the middle.
Cadet Bumble tilted his head, his messy ginger tabby pelt sticking up in all directions and he had tried to smooth it back down. He focused on the scout superior when he asked his question. Then he glanced at Idiot... and wrinkled his nose. That didn't sound right... but unfortunately a cold had robbed Bumble of his voice. So all Bumble could do was shake his head at Idiot's suggestion and look around to see if anyone else had a better suggestion. He thought it was BrookClan but he didn't know how to convey this to Limavady.
Post by ♪♫▬○♥• valiance •♥○▬♫♪ on Jan 15, 2019 13:12:09 GMT -5
The brown & black-stripped Turkish Angora sighed. Limavady had his work cut out for him.
Lakota rolled her eyes. "BrookClan lies to the north." Leviathan added further explanation, "And EarthClan is to the East."
Limavady nodded affirmatively, and continued his lesson. "WinterClan is South, with SpringClan to the South East. Other there," he dipped his head to the mountains, directly East, "is where our old territory lies. You cadets probably wouldn't remember, but we used to share borders with Absum Lux and the Two Leg city." His gaze seemed wistful, and Lakota's face twisted at her memories of the fire.
I CAN'T KEEP TRACK OF MY THREADS! So if I'm not responding fast enough, tag me!
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Post by brightleaf on Jan 16, 2019 10:28:32 GMT -5
"We lived in the mountains? That's way too cold! I've heard that cats have gotten so cold, their tail freezes off and shatters onto the ground in a million pieces." If you could put yourself in Idiot's mind, you would end up in a dark empty space. He tried to imagine living in the mountains, but could only see cats as big fluffy round balls of fur. He smirked, imagining the hypothetical mountain cats.
(You guys watch The Good Place? Then just imagine Idiot as Jason Mendoza.)
